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L.O.V.E	By : malicevampire90 Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Daft Punk Views: 1198 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: L.O.V.E
Pairing: Thomas Bangalter/Guy-manuel de Homem-christo
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: Don’t know, Don’t own, never happened.
Summary: After a performance, all Thomas wants to do is relax and what better way than with his wonderful band mate?
Notes/Warnings: nothing but pure floof.

Performances were always hectic but absolutely worth it by the end of the night. There was no better feeling in the world than being up in front of almost thousands of people and making them all happy at the same time with something that you love doing. There was no drug that could rival the rush it gave him, of course…the person next to him didn’t help to dull the sense. Thomas could tell that his friend was tired, even with the god-forsaken helmets on, he could tell that the phrase going to bed meant just that tonight. Now they were backstage, taking the suits off. He didn’t mind wearing them….but after a while they became cumbersome and almost evil in his mind. They were restrictive and didn’t allow him to see his friend’s face because despite what Guy-manuel thought about himself, he did have a soft featured face. Thomas absolutely loved going over he features, pretty eyes, a cute nose and utterly kissable lips. Any other night and they would undoubtedly be at the motel or wherever it was they were staying that night and most likely be ripping the clothes off their backs. However, Thomas was aware that both of them were just as tired as they’d ever been in ages…but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to have some fun at the older man’s expense.

He looked over to where the elder was laying back against the beat up couch crammed in the corner of the room, one leg up on the cushion while the other dangled over the edge. He watched him shift slightly before turning and pulling off the nearly soaked t-shirt from his torso, smiling at the cool air hitting his deprived skin. When he turned he found Guy-manuel in the same position. He grinned when an idea popped into his head and made his way over to the other. He stood beside the older form looking down at him with probably in Thomas’s mind was the most odd grin imaginable.
“Hello Beautiful.” He cringed at the horribly accented English but kept his outward appearance aloof.
The elder looked at him from under where his arm was slung across his face and raised a brow at him. “Why on earth are you speaking in English?”
“Felt like it…” He shrugged and sat down on the elder’s legs.
“Christ…are you getting heavier?”
“Maybe. You have no room to talk, and besides, remember ‘More cushion for the pushin’”.
“You are such a perv…”
Thomas smiled and pulled his legs up onto the couch as well. “I never heard you complain before…”
“You wouldn’t complain either if you were on the receiving end of that perversion.”
Thomas smiled a little and leaned back, resting his head against the other’s feet. They were quiet for a little while before Guy-manuel sat up slightly.
“Remember the time you brought those shoes back?”
Thomas snickered, how could anyone forget something that hilarious. He’d found the most outrageous shoes and brought them on tour with them. The hilarity was when Guy-manuel tried them on, of course they were both a little drunk and the usually timid shy man was replaced with one that would do just about anything. That had also been around the time that the flirting had gone a bit to far. Neither of them honestly cared though, no one suspected a thing. If they were to suddenly come out and announce they were together, people would be shocked and angry more than likely.

Thomas didn’t think they could handle it honestly. His nerves were frazzled most of the time and he didn’t want to think about the countless times Guy-manuel was upset at him over something innocent. To pull something like that, would mean their sanity and he didn’t’ know about the elder man but he wasn’t ready to give that up just yet.
“You okay?”
Thomas shook his head, realizing that he’d been drifting off in his thoughts again. “Yeah. Fine…”
“Such a terrible liar.”
Thomas smiled slightly before stretching. “C’mere.”
Guy-manuel shook his head and pushed some hair from his face before sitting up fully and looking at him. “Why?”
He groaned and looked at him. “I was trying to be smooth. You make it very difficult with those damn questions.”
“But if I didn’t question things, you’d…rape me or something.”
“You can’t rape the willing.”
The elder raised a brow before crawling over and stretching out over him. “Who said I was willing?”
Thomas let his hand slide over his band mate’s back softly before smiling. “You never said no.”
The other sighed and lay his head on the younger’s shoulder. “Shut up…”
Thomas couldn’t stop the chuckle that escaped him, though after that they were quiet for a while.
“You smell like an armpit.”
“Mm...and you smell like a gym sock.”
Thomas leaned his head back a little so he was staring at Guy-manuel. “You don’t get off on that do you?”

The elder sighed and turned his head so he was looking at the other. “Why is it…that every time we are like this…you have to be a pervert?”
“Because I want to?”
“Don’t tell me that you get off on people that smell bad.”
Thomas snickered before running his unoccupied hand through his short hair quickly. “Didn’t intend to stay smelly for long actually.” He gave him a grin before sitting up a little. “I have to say though, if the smell wasn’t there I would keep you looking like you do right now.”
The elder shook his head, choosing not to move when he sat up, but remain as boneless as he could. He was far from exhausted, he was beyond it twice. He didn’t even bother responding to the comment made.
“Not falling asleep on me are you?”
“And if I am?”
“Then you won’t be bathing tonight. I’m not carrying you in there again.”
“Aw…come on…”
Thomas shook his head and somewhat pried the elder off of his shoulder. “Not after last time.”
Guy-manuel let a small pout cross his face before he rolled off of the younger and treaded to the tiny bathroom. He looked over his shoulder and raised a brow at the younger. “You coming or do I have to do this alone?”
Thomas took his time getting up before heading over in the direction of the elder. When he reached him and wrapped an arm around his shoulder and kissed him softly. “You know I’d never turn down an offer of showering with company.”
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